16 hours and counting...

As I write this post there are 16 hours exactly until I get to finally log some running miles! In some ways it feels like it's been years since I ran, in other ways it feels like I never missed any time. What is it about running that allows it to engrain itself in the fiber of our being? I find this question answered and yet more elusive every time I run. It's been a long 7 weeks, hoestly I feel like I'm getting ready to run a big race! It's not going to be anything big, just a slow, short (3 mile max) treadmill run. I'm definately mentally ready, let's just hope my foot is ready!! Hopefully it will be a nice, pain-free run that will have me back on track.

Happy running, everyone, I'll be thinking of you all and the encouragement you have given me the last couple months!!

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